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In Wang De's heart, Feng Chen is just a junior in the early days of Tianxian. Compared with his monk in the middle of Jinxian, there is a big difference between them. He is not polite to say that Feng Chen is just in front of him. An ant-like presence.

But now, he was wounded with a sword by this junior who was a ants. An understated sword not only broke his offense and defense, but also severely wounded him. For a time, he could hardly accept this fact.

"Is this kid holding a middle-class fairy?" Wang De turned to his heart, and he attributed all of Feng Chen's injuries to the fairy sword in Feng Chen's hands. Only the middle-class fairy could play such a big thing. Power.

You know, there are very few fairy wares. Many monks do not have fairy wares. Even if they do, most of them are lower-grade fairy wares. It is no exaggeration to say that in Fengyue City, you can have middle-grade fairy wares The monks will never exceed twenty people.

When Wang De thought of Feng Chen's hands as likely to be Chinese-style fairy wares, he saw a * in his eyes, showing a greedy expression.

If you can get this middle-class fairyware, with your current strength, you will definitely be able to fight against Jinxian's late perfection and even the immortal-level power, and definitely have a place in Fengyue City.

"Boy, a bit of strength, a lot stronger than I expected, but this still won't change your ending today. Do you think you can kill me by hurting me, you are too naive, in front of Jinxian , You're still just an ant! "

"I'll show you now what is the power of the Jinxian monks."

"Really, I really want to see what the power of the monks of the Jinxian period is!" At this moment, the atmosphere became dignified. Wang De was holding the fire in his belly, the same was the dust, and the anger in his belly. Family and friends are his inverse scales, and they are bound to die.

"Boy, don't be too confident, the overflow is full! I'll show you now how big the gap is between you and me." Wang De Leng snorted, watching Feng Jian's hand-broken sword-sword in Feng Chen's hand. In his body, Xianyuan was working fiercely.

When the voice fell, Wang De played with ten fingers, and the black mist was behind him, and the whole man was shrouded in black mist.

Feng Chen's eyes narrowed for a moment, he was urged by divine thoughts, and wanted to glimpse his true content, but when the consciousness touched the dark mist, he was instantly bounced back.

After that, the black mist around Wang De was growing more and more, and finally turned into a beam of sky, and fired wildly towards Fengchen.

Faced with this menacing black beam of light, Feng Chen's pupil contracted, and his expression was very dignified.

Feng Chen held the broken Xianxian sword tightly in his right hand, took out a few pills of elixir in one hand, threw it into his mouth, chewed a bit, and recovered Xianyuan.

Feng Chen didn't sit still, and transported enough cents, waving several swords.

Some black beams approached, and they were crushed by the dust-filled swordmang.

"Boy, this is just my first hit! How about it, it's not good!" Looking at Feng Chen's appearance as an enemy, Wang De felt comfortable in his heart.

"Really, then I tell you, I didn't do my best, just just warming up!" Feng Chen smiled.

After Feng Chen finished speaking, the whole person's breath began to become blurred, not exactly, it should be changed, and a mighty might came upon him.

This is the most real feeling of Wang De at the moment. If I can lock Feng Chen with my mind just now, but now I ca n’t lock Feng Chen. Just now Feng Chen is like a sharp sword out of the sheath. Now, Feng Chen But like the same emperor, it is sacred and inviolable.

"This is ... how did he do it?"

Wang De froze, and his mind turned. At this moment, he could not feel the breath of Feng Chen, but Feng Chen was still in his eyes, but he couldn't use God's mind to sense it.

"Well, no matter what magic technique you use, you think you can resist the full blow of Jinxian's power this way? Do you think you will be my opponent in this way? Ridiculous!"

After being shocked, Wang De quickly recovered his calmness. His face was still disdainful and ridiculed, although he did not know how Feng Chen did it, and how Feng Chen hid. His own breath, but he can truly feel that Feng Chen's strength has not increased a little, that is, whether he can sense Feng Chen, can lock Feng Chen, he still can't cause himself a little Threat.

Hearing Wang De's ridicule, Feng Chen didn't make any answer. He said softly in his mouth: "Since ancient times, from nothing to five, from two to five, one to two, two to three, three to three things, everything is divided into yin and yang , Yin and Yang are divided into two instruments, which are derived from the four phenomena, and then gossip ... "

Feng Chen, while reading some incomprehensible sentences, held a broken cymbal and tapped it in the void. Along with the broken cymbal was a yellow jumping dragon, and the dragon kept hovering in the void, sometimes loud and loud. , Sometimes groaning in a low voice.

Wang De looked at the yellow dragon around Feng Chen, his heart sank in a straight line, and a bad instinct rose in his heart.

"Huh! It's useless!" Wang De didn't dare to continue to give Feng Chen extra time, rubbing his hands and exhaling a cyan gas from his mouth.

Instantly turned into a six-man shaped object, he stretched out one hand, clasped this six-man shaped object in his hand, and then took the Taishan peaking potential and photographed it towards Feng Chen.

Where Liumang passed, there was a wave of space.

"Hmm ..." Suddenly, a trace of blood inside Feng Chen's body spilled out of his mouth.

In the face of Wang De, it is not enough to use those hole cards, but it is not so easy to cut Wang De. People are trained to be masters of the Jinxian period after all. I knew that there was a battle today and I already took it. The Emperor of the Night gave him the cold marrow spirit fluid, and his cultivation has already reached the middle of the Celestial Celestial. It is presumed that the cultivation of the Celestial Celestial Celestial in order to kill Wang De, the middle-level Jinxian monk, will never be more embarrassed than at this moment. .

"Jixian Sword Techniques, Ninth Style, Dragons into the Abyss!" Feng Chen forcibly performed the Ninth Sword Techniques Nineth Styles. For him now, his body can no longer bear the load, but in order to perform this attack, he still suffers To the back bite of Gongfa.

"cut!"

The yellow dragon was detached like an arrow, and greeted Wang De's six palms.

"Well ..." The Yellow Youlong uttered a long howl.

Wang De felt the destruction of this yellow dragon, and his face became extremely ugly.

He felt that when he faced the attack from the other side, he felt a chill in his heart.

He trusted his instincts very much, and withdrew his fairy yuan, snorted heavily: "Huh! This seat will save you for the time being, and I will definitely take your head in another day!"